Fruits of the tree of knowledge.

We are mobile organisms, so our experience of reality is a sequence of perceptions, that we are constantly sorting and judging, as an essential function of navigation. Searching for signal in the noise.

The reality though, is that the noise is context for the signal. When we pitch it aside and only hold the signal, that nugget of meaning seems to wither and fade, without the network from which it is drawn.

Just be a plant sometimes. Be the passenger, enjoying the scenery, not just the driver, focused on the road.

Keep in mind that for those extremely successful and or lucky, the drive and focus eventually fades and it’s a long way down. Just ask the succeeding generations. Long story short, it is their fear of falling that is a big part of making the world the mess that it is.

Though the reality is that the climb/slide/float down can be as interesting, if not more so, than the climb up. Properly managed, of course. Much of civilization is a creation of those with the space to study.

The reality is that time isn’t so much the point of the present, moving past to future, but change, turning future to past. Tomorrow becomes yesterday, because the earth turns.

There is no physical “dimension” of time, because the past is consumed by the present, in order to inform and drive it. Aka, causality and conservation of energy.

So while we are linear, goal oriented creatures, the reality is more cyclical and feedback driven.

Without the ups and downs, it’s a flatline.